Cancer
He’s crippled
With pain
Lying on the
Couch.
His achievements
In life
Fell short of
Marking his
Victory over
Cancer.
(dedicated to Steve’s last moments. He died on 05/10/11)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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It's Not Fun
Friend, having cancer is not fun, but, praise God the victory's won,
While my earthly life I may lose, but from God, I have Good News,
If I should die, I will live forever, so what my friend could be better,
Receiving my new body, glorified, I shall live as if I had never died.
With this cancer I occasionally pause, but, my life still has a cause,
This life is for The Lord to use, as a witness, of God's Good News,
Though I sometimes deal with pain, for me, there is an eternal gain,
That life cancer cannot take away, as God comforts me day to day.
As this cancer changes my world, God's Truth, I continue to herald,
For one day soon I will be changed, in a way God has prearranged,
When I die or that trumpet sounds, with Christ I will be in the clouds.
Right in the place prepared for me, with my Lord through all eternity.
Friend, it's knowing Jesus Christ, that helps me in this temporal life,
Knowing all pain will one day cease, and I'll enter into eternal peace,
Remembering Christ is omniscient, that His grace shall be sufficient,
As Christ knows my darkest days, He strengthens me, to His praise.
Cancer brings on pain and strife, and so my true hope is eternal life,
Anticipation of The Blessed Hope, is that source that helps to cope,
Since my earthly frame is but dust, in my Savior, I place all my trust,
For when I reach that Eternal Shore, I shall recall my cancer no more.
(Copyright ©03/2012)
Life and Cancer
Life and Cancer
Do you have an answer?
Strange how life passes you faster
With the presence of unwanted cancer
A mild tumour, a brain tumour, a breast tumour
None of that bestows on to life any best humour
With this forbidden disease called cancer
Tissues divide and grow like crazy dancers
Doctors abruptly said he had five months to live
Like a wild fire, cancer has spread barbarically actively
O! Life, why have you trapped him as a depressed captive
His psychological state of mind bears sadness pensively
He marvels with words flowing
Was it not better not knowing
Than knowing when one is going
Without knowing where one is going
Life and Cancer
Do you have an answer?
He spends each irretrievable day, one day at a time
O! Life, Cancer has done him an unbelievable crime
The pain is immoderately insane
Worse than lighting, thunder and rain
And his hope stands very often in vain
Waiting for a cure, composite or plain
The simple facts in life which are true
Is he pictures life with much more value
Someone, someone out there will survive
And the victory for cancer will be deprived
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Cancer
A little more has died
A life so disguised
A million masks
One for each day
So happy
I got all the answers
One of them is my cancer
A world full of blood
All for what we call love
So we can fake it
So we can take it
It's all ours
A little more has died
But at least I can say I tried
A million tasks
One for each day
So busy
No time for answers
I already got one, Its called cancer
A world for the innocent
A road to the oblivion
A mouth full of razor blades
So cut up
Mangled by the verbal
Some words are best left unsaid
Better for the undead
A little more has died
A child wonder why
A million people have asked
One for each day
So much agony
Looking for all the right answers
But I got is this cancer
Another tragedy
An accident that can't be undone
A noose hanging off the wall
A phone rings
But nobody's there to answer the call
A little more has died
Another lost soul has been denied
A million that will never last
One for each day
So angry
No more answers
All I got left is my cancer
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Died
He died
She died
You died
I died
We all died
Life goes on
(dedicated to the continuity of life in the face of death)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Day I Died
The air was close, but it would not rain
The day I died.
And smog enshrouded Gotham town
The day I died..
I should have stayed in Oceanside
The day I died.
Instead of a hellish subway ride
The day I died.
It started with a stabbing pain
The day I died.
Then waves of nausea deep inside
The day I died.
I fell to earth, I could not breathe
The day I died.
Co workers rushing to my side
The day I died.
Sirens scream on distant streets
The day I died.
bringing hosts of E.M.T.’s
The day I died..
Too late for me, this proud heart fails
The day I died.
I thought” This is the last of Earth”
The day I died.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Dedicated
Dedicated to those
Who fought and survived
Dedicated to those
Who fought and died
Dedicated to those
Simple men with
A great dream of peace
Dedicated to those
Families who cried
At their loved ones funeral
Dedicated to those
Who supported our troops
From beginning to end
I dedicate this to you
And hope that you'll continue
With what you do
I dedicate this to you...
poem by Janelle Morehart
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They are no longer part of me
They are no longer part of me,
your arms, your legs, your thighs
and as far as I can see
although you are lying
spread out against my body
we are now dismantled,
after the passion, the intimacy of love
has passed
we are lying torn from each other
cheek away from cheek,
eyes not anymore focussed
into each other’s
and still we were one
a few moments ago,
(such a pleasurable whole thing)
consisting out of man and women
coming together in a loving act
and now we are two different beings
lying next to each other
while moments pass
and life is again catching speed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Tribute to Terry Fox (in iambic dimeter)
While just a teen,
And Cancer struck,
They took a leg
To save his life!
He liked to run
And loved to win;
But Cancer came
To play a game!
Now Earth was hell!
Yet, Fox would run
A marathon
For Cancer’s sake!
His aim was high-
To raise a fund
For Cancer’s fight,
Despite his plight!
But half-way through,
His Cancer spread
To both his lungs,
Despite the drugs!
He covered miles,
Before Life’s end;
Undaunted till
The last, he stayed!
Posthumously,
He turned so great;
His one-legged walk
For Cancer’s sake
Earned him a name
Indelible!
He is ‘alive’!
His run goes on
All o’er the world
In Cancer’s name!
The world had lost
A lad so young
Courageous
Exemplary!
poem by John Celes
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Hope Isn’t Far
Hey, my name is Hope
And that is just the thing I need “Hope”
People always say there is hope
In my story it is just in grasp
Cancer is the thing in my life that needs hope
And my pappy who smoked dope
Where I live there are guns
And my neighbor’s son
Never has fun
It all started on my birthday
Two years ago
That is when found out that my dad was gay
Then my mom left
I was very sad
And mad at my dad
After two week my dad died
Then I was put into foster care
I got lung cancer at the fair
Laying in the hospital bed
Gasping for the last bit of air
There was a slim chance of HOPE
The cancer has disappeared in mid air
With in the next year
My health improved
And I got a new family
A new happy health family
I hope that you take this short poem in to your grasp and see that Hope is far from your grasp in bad times.
Poem Writer,
By: Jackie Thielman
poem by Jackie Thielman
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Sick at Home
Sick at home
Lying on the couch
No on to call on the phone
Your parents tell you to stop being a grouch
It's just so much pain
to be sick at home
no one will play your favorite game
you feel as if you're stuck inside a clear plastic dome
Sick at home
Lying on your bed
No on to call on the phone
Hoping that this hole being sick thing is in your head
not knowing what to do
feeling so board
feeling so blue
Trying no to abuse your vocal cord
Sick at home
Lying on the couch
No on to call on the phone
Your parents tell you to stop being a grouch
poem by Echo Moonlight
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I Could Not Ask For More
Lying here with you listening to the rain smiling just to see the smile upon your face these are the moments I thank God that Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life
Ound all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more looking in your eyes seeing all I need everything you are is everything to me these are the moments I know heaven must exist t
Are the moments I know all I need is this I have all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together I could not ask for more than this time
You every prayer has been answered every dream I haves come true and right here in this moment is right where Im meant to be here with you here with me these are the moments I thank
That Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life Ive got all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more chorus I could not ask for more than the love you give me coz
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L Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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the big C
those who fear it cannot call it
by its own name
big C for cancer,
but cancer is cancer
no more no less
depends on what stage
then you are taken
as the next
victim by an old
expert culprit
so unforgiving
mercilessly taking the lives
of those
destined to die
cancer is cancer
no more no less
a friend of mine dies
today of cancer of the
liver.
period. I say another prayer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crippled!
when you take the crippled hand,
and put it to the plow...
a healing takes place!
when you take the crippled heart,
and put it with other wounded hearts,
compassion begins!
when you take the crippled spirit,
and teach it the words of freedom,
wings are loosed!
when you take the crippled man,
and restore his dignity...
he changes the world!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hiding Behind Ignorance
The beauty within you,
Is crippled by your mind.
Aggressive, hostile, selfish and shy.
The intelligence within you,
Is crippled by your mind.
Greed, dishonesty, prejudice and pride.
The love within you,
Is crippled by your mind.
Anger, hurt, cruelty and hate.
The happiness within you,
Is crippled by your mind.
Depression, envy, fear and regret.
The acceptance within you,
Is crippled by your mind.
Racism, violence, horror and crime.
poem by Dina Raven
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The Little Girl
Her parents never took the young girl to church
Never spoke of his name
Never read her his word
Two non-believers walking lost in this world
Took their baby with them
What a sad little girl
Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs
Never wanted to play
Or give kisses and hugs
Shed watch the tv and sit there on the couch
While her mom fell asleep
And her daddy went out
And the drinking and the fighting
Just got worse every night
Behind their couch shed be hiding
Oh what a sad little life
And like it always does, the bad just got worse
With every slap and every curse
Until her daddy in a drunk rage one night
Used a gun on her mom and then took his life
And some people from the city took the girl far away
To a new mom and new dad
Kisses and hugs everyday
Her first day of sunday school the teacher walked in
And a small little girl
Stared a picture of him
She said I know that man up there on that cross
I dont know his name
But I know he got off
He was there in my old house
And held me close to his side
As I hid there behind our couch
The night that my parents died
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Crippled In Love
Do you remember when
You really loved me.
I danced through months of joy.
Now
That callous magician,
Time
Has waved his wand.
And I'm crippled
Without your bond.
Through years of pain.
The life we planned
Died inside.
To understand
You have to bleed.
Like me.
Not hide.
From love running free
Now
In a wheelchair I'll be.
For the rest of my life.
Mentally.
poem by Kevin East
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Loneliness Is Like Cancer
loneliness is like cancer
you do not know the cause
it is there inside you
and you cannot see its face
and you cannot pinpoint
the cause
you cannot find the root
and its branches
but you can see its fruit
the ugliness of death
the poison that kills every nice part of you
but at the end
when everything is over
the cancer that causes you pain
can be that liberating
death is freedom
from pain and loneliness
and cancer is death
for all these
sufferings.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: Cancer Today
The fight against disease called cancer is
On-going for so many years but still,
Not much relief is wrought from its death-kiss:
The diagnosis made when one is ill!
Research is done with big money inputs;
New drugs are patented without headway;
The developments come out with ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’!
Most cancers strike in relentless a way.
No cancer can be cured if found quite late;
Prevention is the only way to deal;
Despite progress in science, unchanged is fate
Of cancer-stricken men – what scientists feel!
Doing unwanted things, man/ woman lives;
‘Keep body pure’ – advice God’s Nature gives!
Dedicated to World Cancer Day 2012
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2012
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Cancer has been unfortunately in my life. My mom's best friend is kicking ass in her battle with breast cancer. Both of my grandmas had cancer. I recently lost a friend to cancer.
quote by Marla Sokoloff
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Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams
Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.
Life is a mystery each passing day,
We wake up and find unbelievable ways,
We seek, we experience, we fulfill our knowledge hunger,
Each experience of life makes us stronger.
Life is a struggle and life is a joy,
We can experience happiness or we can experience pain,
It's about choices we should take,
Life is a lesson each step we make.
Moments of life are bad or good,
We live and remember those moments,
Memories will be kept forever in our hearts,
But hopes are base of the future.
Never give up hoping,
Life is it short but didnt finish yet,
As long as you are still living,
Your life is a fountain of dreams.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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